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Shallow Grave
06:12
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I know this is all dead and buried
But a shallow grave is easily unearthed
It's hard to suppress memories,
Wondering if this was what we deserved
Strangled the compulsion to challenge you
After all that you had done
Resisted the urge to get revenge
But the blitz has just begun
And I’ll heal my bloody hands
With salt, spit and sand
With eyes fixed headed towards you
Resolute in a plan
Shards of glass line the street
Heels march on through the blood
Serrated edge and tender meat
Blistered feet march on through mud
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Cold sweat, broken scream
I have this reoccurring dream
You always suffocate me to death
Your name is always my last breath
Hands clasped together tight
You hold me until I go white
Disorientated in the fever
My steady heart grows eager
Hands clasped together tight
You hold me until I go white
Disorientated in the fever
My steady heart grows eager
And then again I am alone
Weighted down by my throat
Couldn’t speak if I tried
Left my will by the wayside
Start it all over again
And how many times must I reset?
Seems like an infinite regress
That is me at my best
Hands clasped together tight
You hold me until I go white
Disorientated in the fever
My steady heart grows eager
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Flesh Prison
08:46
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We’re alone
We’re alone
Even with those
We love most
My soul is trapped and screaming out
But only small talk leaves my mouth
I’m lost in a hollow facade
Living a rudderless charade
I’m alone
Even with those
I love most
Life is not for me
I’m just making it work
My spirit yearns to be free
My body belongs in the dirt
I’m a controlled substance
An imprisoned entity
A domesticated element
Humanised Energy
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Flutters
06:07
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I’m hiding everyday
But this isn’t a game anymore
Climbing the walls, numbing pain
Dousing alcohol on the sores
Give into it
Give in
I’m always waiting in the wings
At any moment the dam could burst
And a river suppressed for a lifetime
Could wash away everything
Give into it
Give in
And let it be free
Let the beast loose from its cage
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How do you suffocate a black hole?
I’m strangled by desperation
There’s no hope, there’s no goals
Deep exasperation
It hurts
It hurts a lot
It can never be satisfied
I’ve done my best
I have tried and tried and tried
I’ve given up and I’ve lashed out
And I’ve succumbed and I’ve cried
And I’ve cried and cried and cried
And I’ve tried and tried and tried
I wanna die and I’ve tried
And I’ve smiled and I have lied
Always somehow I survived
Haunted by suicide
Please god birth my death
Please mother return me to the tide
As I look deep into the eyes of my future bride
We both know the only way is suicide
Far beyond the pain and lies
Far beyond what we decide
Make me a girl make me a guy
Make me anyone next time
But please make me feel alive
Not dead and broke and dying inside
I’ve exhausted every time
That I have had to try
And I’ve cried and cried and cried
And I’ve tried and tried and tried
I’ve endured too much pain and too long have I agonised,
Always somehow survived but, I can taste suicide
Suicide. Suicide. Suicide. Suicide.
It can never be satisfied
It can never be satirised
It can never be satisfied
It can never be satisfied
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I’m just a boy, trying to be a man
Like a child wearing his father’s suit
I don’t what I’m doing
I don’t what I’m doing
I’ve been abandoned and rejected too many times
I don’t know what I’m doing
For my few charms, I’ve a hundred crimes
I don’t know what I’m doing
Someone pull me out of this
Someone make everything ok
Pull me out of this
Make everything ok
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing
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Hypochondriac
06:20
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The distance is too great between us
He says he knows he’s not enough
All these lies he tells himself
Can’t risk to show himself to someone else
Numbing his inadequacies
Medicating his disease
He’s not the guy that you must see
He’s not the guy he believes himself to be
Numbing his inadequacies
Medicating his disease
He’s bought into his own fallacy
He’s not the guy he believes himself to be
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Burden Limbs
07:19
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Something hit too close to home
And that's the last place I want to be
The source of all my goodness,
The source of all my misery
I lost my faith in humanity
I found out man is just another beast
With someone I love the most
And someone I respect the least
Thinly veiled like a bride
Poison bleeds on the walls outside
I'm so tired of suffering
These reminders of a world I can't abide
Why else would I carve out my hatred and dissatisfaction?
Why else would I preserve these aching bones in traction?
I need to walk away
Find myself an escape
Gain some piece of mind
Heard some wounds heal with time
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Burden Limbs UK
It Can Never Be Satisfied.
Currently residing at:
Glasshouse
Records
If you like our music check out in violet featuring Chad and Rory and For Breakfast featuring Sam and Omar. As well as The Light and Day Gareth’s solo project.
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